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A Caveman Moment

Some of you may remember my prior post on not appreciating my ex’s, for lack of a better term, caveman moments nearly enough. (This post will make a lot more sense if you read the other.)

Yesterday my fiance was putting my trash out on the street (which he started just doing all on his own every week once we started dating, what a guy!) when my neighbor’s dog came rushing at him teeth barred and growling in the street. (I am afraid of this dog, it has fear aggression, and I will not let my kids near it.)

The dog’s owner, my neighbor’s unemployed 50+ year old grown daughter who is a con, identity thief, and self proclaimed hippy (who more accurately just has a drug problem) came after the dog, which of course was not listening to her. (She and I get along, we wave and smile and say hi, but I know better than to get involved.)

My fiance looked her dead in the eye and said calmly, “If that dog bites me, I will shoot it.”

In the past I might have been horrified, told him off for talking to the neighbor like that, or thought he was being a jerk. Instead I realized I have another caveman, and this time I am going to let him do what he thinks he needs to do.

When a man loves a woman, he thinks of her safety always. That was really going on there, not some macho “I am going to shoot your dog,” moment. He loves dogs. His own dog is the most beautiful, healthy animal you will ever see. But in the caveman part of his mind, he saw that dog as a threat not just to himself, but to the territory and people he now feels compelled to protect.

I am pretty sure in his one act of drawing a firm line in the sand, he got the word out to this gal and all of her social crowd, that they better steer clear of my house, because I have another crazy caveman, he’s got a gun, and he’s not afraid to do what he needs to do. He’d give his life for me or my kids in a heartbeat, that man, and now that I understand this about men, I can see this protective drive as an expression of his deep love and devotion, not some misogynistic moment.

I know it sounds crazy, but I actually swooned!

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It’s irresponsible to let a dangerous dog run around. Especially if there are children. The dog should be put down. I know a dangerous dog that’s kept where it’s no danger to anyone. Your man was right. If the dog attacked me I would kill it too.

Don’t get me wrong, I love animals. As does he. This dog is dangerous though and eventually it is likely will hurt someone. I know it is not the dog’s fault. He’s owned by someone who cannot take care of herself much less a dog.

I tweaked this post just a bit, I don’t think I made the connection between this moment and what it shows clearly enough. I hope it will not be Fuzzie, I would not want it to come to that, but I do know that if he ever felt I or the kids were in danger, he would not hesitate to protect us. That’s what men do. And it is vilified today rather than recognized for the loyalty and depth of devotion it is. That’s what I was trying to say. It’s not really about the dog. Does that part come thru now, or no?

Call the SPCA in your area, or the animal shelter in your town. This dog is incredibly unsocial, and has not been taught what is its territory vs anyone else’s. Hardly the dog’s fault though, and I don’t think he should be killed for his idiot human’s stupidity and selfishness. Get the dog out of there, for everyone’s safety.

I’ve been accused (more than once) of being a borderline sociopath, so take this with a grain of salt – I don’t see anything wrong with what Fiance said/did. A man needs to protect himself first, otherwise he won’t be around to protect his family.

It would probably bother me more to have to put down a dog that attacked me than a person, though. People choose their actions. Animals act according to their natures.

Or anyone who cares about someone else, I’d think. If the dog came running in front of your kids, I’m confident you’d jump in the way, Bloom. Just as Liz would do for her children. Hell, I pushed my younger brother behind me while simultaneously picking up a branch when my bastard stepfather decided to hide in the bushes and snarl like a rabid coyote…

I always thought it was human nature to protect those who are smaller/younger than yourself?

Liz,
Not a caveman, not a cowboy, How about a Ranger?
That just reminded me of reading James Michener’s Texas and the tales of the most undisciplined company to ever be attached to the US Army, Texas Rangers.
🙂 🐻 🙂

I love helping my FwB solve his problems. It grants a sense of accomplishment and of being needed. However, sometimes he just wants to vent about issues he’s having…I’ve had to learn that at these times he desires support and a friend, not a “problem solver”. It’s odd, because when I complain about a situation it is typically to get other input from outside sources who might have advice or been in like circumstances. But if listening aids him, that’s what I’ll do. 🙂

Thanks Fuzzy, I must find a problem to solve! lol
Tarn Ladies in 18th and 19th centuries swooned when their corsets were too tight, like fainting. They’d sniff the vapours to come out of it like snuff.

Sounds like smelling salts, bleh.
Have you ever worn corsets? I sometimes do at the Renaissance Faire. Got a pretty awesome looking “pirate” outfit…tight leathers, a red corset, white kinda frilled shirt, a tricornered hat, boots. It’s one of the few times I don’t mind dressing up. And none of my clothes are ever done up so tight they squish my internal organs, lol.

So my lover and I are even “reversed” in this? I knew there was a reason we fit together so well.

I never got in trouble by offering solutions, but he did finally tell me in our 2nd year that “sometimes I just need to let out steam, I don’t necessarily need anything fixed”.
I have ears, so as Bloom likes to say, I heard and altered my behavior. Simple as pie.

Tarn does your male mind have caveman moments with your female body? e.g. he doesn’t like you to be touched. Does he protect you against promiscuity? Protective men prefer for me to be in monogamy. Monogamy or nothing..

We had a dog situation like that and my wife had the eye roll moment. I told the neighbor (who claimed they no longer owned a dog) that if by chance they had a dog that they forgot about and this imaginary dog was the one in my backyard, then I would say they had ten imaginary minutes to get him before I make-believe shot him in the head with a shockingly real 45mm. She had warned us that the dog was aggressive and he was a Rottweiler mix who got out of the fence often and once chased us inside. I have four little ones who play outside. That was a line in the sand moment for me.

Molly,
Hmm. I wouldn’t put it quite that way, as it makes it sound like I have multiple personalities. (Aka, there’s no “he”…just me.) I’d say I do value loyalty, and I don’t desire casual sex, but this second part could either be due to my past or simply personal preferences. My lover has had 12 previous partners before meeting me…heh, I’m lucky number 13. 🙂
I don’t really care that he’s had so many partners since we’re never getting hitched . It’s not as though I own him or his past, just like he doesn’t own any of me or mine. However, my lover does want me to have more partners (he actually suggested I have at least 3-7, if not more) as it would give me more experience and would (he thinks) help me to overcome my fear of touch. Thankfully, we had a discussion recently and he’s agreed to stop pushing me to have a larger sexual history than him.

I knew this really tall, strong half black-half Cherokee guy in NYC long ago. He wore a funny fur hat and I finally asked him what kind of fur it was.

“Husky.”

“Eh?”

“Neighbor’s dog bit me and I had to go to the emergency room, and then the neighbor refused to pay me back for the treatment. So I shot the husky and skinned it, and made this hat. Then I asked him if he shouldn’t have paid for my stitches.”

We were working together in a tough racket (medium duty trucks and the moving business), but I was extra attentive to his remarks after that.

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In general, I find the elevation of housepets to quasi-human status to reflect an urban/suburban SWPL perversion. They’re animals, not quasi-people, and the animals of this world exist to make our lives easier. I’m aware that this attitude, to a vegan SJW, does not even rise to the level of ‘caveman.’

Wow, now that’s a story! I too would have been on my toes around him after that! Was it the Cherokee who did scalping?

True, BV, re: pets as quasi people. The local Humane Society has oodles of benefactors, charities to help people, not so much. I get that people can help themselves and animals can’t, but I for one am glad the silly small dog you dress up and carry around in a purse (a la Paris Hilton) thing is over.

I think it’s interesting (ironic?) men are vilified for acting protective or threatening violence, yet as you said before in your walking down a dark street story, your dates likely don’t want to be so SIW in that situation.

You’re a misogynistic violent psychopath if you do, a limp d#ck coward loser if you don’t. Hummm…

In today’s culture, the blue pill take would likely be this is a red flag warning sign that he has anger issues and hates women and animals and will inevitably be a abuser and rapist, you know, because he’s a man, and ALL men are secretly abusers and rapists. And he owns a gun? You know what that means! Abuser! Violent! Run, run, run!

@ scfton and sumo it could also be it was a natural reflex from his prior policeman days? I am sure as soon as he saw the neighbor lady he knew the type, and maybe that’s the standard line in a police situation with a threatening dog? Not sure. To be honest I know the type of folks this gal runs with, so I was secretly pleased he “fired a warning shot” across her bow so to speak, and I am sure she will tell all her druggie friends what a mean crazy psycho he is. Problem solved!

Training always shows. Some men have the mojo training or no; some men require the training 1st and that’s perfectly acceptable, he is not lesser in any way; the best is when a man has mojo and training

@ Tarn once I happened to come across a program on Paris and her pup and she was dressing that dog in outfits that were $2000 + apiece! And I am sure the dog could not wear anything twice. It was appaling, kids are starving for goodness sake, in some countries that’s more than a YEAR of wages!

See, that’s part of what’s wrong with our culture. I’m all for taking care of other animals…like you said, they can’t care for themselves so we have a responsibility to be their voice (that, and I believe in multispecies reincarnation). But there’s so much suffering that happens to our fellow humans, too.

That’s why I volunteer at the local SPCA and give to the food pantry. That’s why I donate to The Wounded Warrior Project, and local child abuse prevention house…and why I spend time at the wildlife rehab in the winter. It’s no good helping just *one* part of our community!

OIC, oh no, he has many. I have not asked how many, but he had an opportunity to get some more within the family, and he said, “Nah, I have too many already” and he let his brothers and sons divvy them up. I figure if a guy says that, he’s REALLY got too many! Lol.

LOL I am actually working on a post that somewhat mentions that. I knew I had to many when I found a box of .32 ammo in my undershorts drawer and couldn’t remember owning a .32. At one point I ordered a pallet of ammo and had a “sofa” made out of .308 boxes with a sheet thrown over it

And not to read too much into it, but that’s a pretty “girl” (colective, we are one) way to think of it Tarn. Men seem to be more of the conquer and destroy (I am an island) mentality when it comes to nature, not all of course, but many. 😉

@ bv I think if the scpa picked this dog up, they would just put it down. It would need a specialized rescue group willing to work with the dog and retrain it correctly. It’s a pit bull. They don’t fight it, more like they baby it and the dog thinks it is in charge, but jumps at it’s own shadow. It’s aggression stems from insecurity, no strong and assertive leader.

BV I know what you are saying, when I wrote this post I was thinking people are going to think my fiance is some animal hating, bully the neighbor brute who will surely be an abuser and a rapist in time. 😦 He is so NOT any of that at all.

Heh, I get accused of being a hippie a lot of the time, Bloom. Part of it is because I’m female, part is because I’m a Pagan. Having a nature – based religion that says the spiritual world and physical world are not separate but connected does that.

Of course, people also assume I’m a Liberal when I’m a Libertarian, that I’m into “crystal healing” and tarot cards and all that other New Age crap when I think it’s all stupid, and that I’m a granola crunching vegan when I’m actually an ovo-lacto vegetarian who just hates the suffering of animals in factory farms and the constant use of antibiotics in our meat and dairy.

I don’t think anyone here believes that of your fiance, dearheart. I know I certainly don’t.
If anything *does* happen, the blame rests pretty squarely on your idiot neighbors. They shouldn’t be allowed animal companions if they don’t know how to raise and care for them. I have dealt with abused/neglected dogs and macaws…both of which can harm a person when they want to. Sometimes they need to be put down, sometimes they can be saved and rehabilitated. It depends on the circumstances and the personality of the being in question. I never relish killing, but there’s times when that’s the most merciful course you can take.

Once again I am.backing BV’ s play. I have my own rescue dogs etc but there’s a limit on resources and what can be accomplished.

I no longer have the ammo sofa; I have a gun/ ammo room. Folks always shake their head at what I will or will not spend money on. For the longest time I only had two chairs in the house but it’s hard to comprehend how much I have tied up in guns, ammo, mag’s, optics etc. I could have bought another two cheap rent houses.

I would rather have my cash tied up in easy to sell commodities like firearms then in the banking system so that plays into my money spending decisions

@ bv he was also motorcycle patrol at one point too. The training course is really hard, very few graduate. He had to be able to do all sorts of tricks, including ride up then down a teeter totter! His last bike was a KMR but he sold it. I hope he gets another! 😉

Police work is usually much closer and more hostage rescue focused. The former SWAT guy on my last crew only took one shot, it was from under 200 meters but missing meant dead soccer mom. That’s an impressive skill set in its own right

To a degree. I made no 1st hand over fist when the obama became president and AK 47’s prices climbed like.crazy. I built almost all of mine, but firearms have their ups and downs like any other market.

However, the profit cannot be taxed, the money is not subject to being raided by bankers or politicians etc etc. And it’s an honest business free of the usury system

@ ton Yes, it was mostly hostage standoff stuff. He was swat team then, too. He has talked about one event, he was successful. not sure if there were others or not. He doesn’t talk often or in much detail about it and I don’t pry. Sometimes he will talk about it and I just listen. some stories are funny, some sad, buthe doesnt get into gory details. i asked him the other night as we passes a bunch of officers at some scene if be misses it and he said no, maybe the adreneliine sometimes but that it was time.

4248 feet. My longest shot that wasn’t anti material. And I dropped 3 donkeys at basically that range with the same rifle. In theory I am good for a little longer but that’s on the range. Longest shot with a .308 is 920 meters.

@ ton so my fiancé has never liked my car. It’s a sub compact, 36 mpg. Looks like something 30 clowns would pile out of at the circus. Very zippy, like driving a go cart. Anyway day after we were engaged, he hands me the keys to his land rover, and he has been driving my car since. I figure he saw a fatal wreck w a little red car,or something, but I didn’t ask. He says he wants the girls and I to have “more metal” around us for safety!

Now that might be a good argument I go back to the other car, lol! At first he made fun of it, then the first day he drove it he called to say he thought the gas gauge was stuck, it hadn’t moved all day (not stuck, just efficient!), now he brags about how much $$$ he’s saved in gas every day plus the running total. Lol. I love that little car! I may never get it back now…I think he’s fallen for it too!

Yeah there was a lot of warm and fuzzy. He’s got all kinds of tricks. Like he told me on our first date he had advanced training, can tell when someone’s lying so don’t bother. And he never forgets anything anyone says. Luckily I am an honest gal!

So this converter says that’s .80 of a mile!!! How can you see that far!?! Telescope lens? I would imagine compensating for wind and gravity and stuff would be mighty tricky, I don’t know much about guns so maybe that doesn’t happen but wow!!! Triple Gold star badge for marksmanship!

Either or. I did some long distance competition shooting before I joined the army, but the military is good at teaching folks things. You do the job by the numbers and it will get done. Also things like being a sniper are self selected. It is not the kind of thing that appeals to squishy dudes.